#Butt catching

[sapp0w0]

>w<

[notbecauseofvictories]

thought I was entering a funk, thought that I was crawling toward rock bottom where even just replying to an email took Herculean effort, and my dishes would lie in the sink for eons to come or maybe serve as the breeding ground for a certain kind of obscure and fascinating bacteria---only to discover that I'd been drinking decaf coffee for the last two days.

[duckdodger]

SPOOKY SEASON

[merakiui]

fwb omegaverse leona on the mind.... nrc magishift team wins a game and there's a party at savanaclaw to celebrate. your best friend epel invites you along because it'll be fun (also if he's doomed to be caught by vil at least you'll be there to mitigate him getting chewed out when he sneaks back into pomefiore. T^T)

leona wants no part of it. he doesn't care much for parties or congratulations spoken on repeat, so he holes himself up in his room, intent on sleeping the night away. that aside, the party is lots of fun. there's food and drink. everyone's in a great mood. ruggie pops in to greet you, reminds you to have your fill and more. jack makes a brief appearance before he heads off to bed, determined to sleep at his usual time so he'll be able to get up for his morning run. you and epel are talking in between drinking. what starts as coherent conversation quickly spirals into fits of giggles over the most random things as you drink and drink: "oooh, vil's gonna have mah head if he finds out i'm here boozin' when i ought to be tucked away in bed!" and you laugh at him: "'have your head'? what is he, riddle?"

the two of you get swept up in the festivities and the whirlwind atmosphere. the night is long and loud. you're certain you'll have a horrible hangover come morning, but that's the least of your worries. epel asks you to get him another drink. you stand on wobbling legs, but the one he asked for isn't anywhere to be found in the coolers or on the table or in the spread of bottles. you wonder if there's any in the kitchen. yet for some reason you seem to forget what your task is halfway through because you pass the kitchen and find yourself exploring the halls of savanaclaw.

you're stupidly drunk, stumbling along. climbing the steps. it's when you're on the verge of falling over your own feet when someone's scent hits you head-on. it's so strong it almost shakes you from your inebriated stupor. standing at the end of the hall and leaning against his doorframe, arms folded, is leona kingscholar. and he does not look happy.

that doesn't seem to mean anything to you, for you smile widely at him and wave like a fool. he thinks you're awfully bold for creeping up onto his territory without your wits about you. not the smartest move for an herbivore, but then what was he expecting when you look ready to fall on your ass at any given minute?

to make a long story short, he looks after you. you spend part of the night in leona's room because the last thing he's going to do is send you off when you're so out of it. one thing leads to another and you kiss him because for once he's the one doing the nagging. not that you aren't strong or capable, but you're a drunk omega in a dorm with the highest population of alphas out of the seven (with octavinelle being second and diasomnia being third). of course he's going to worry. in any case, your kiss shuts him up. maybe he's still steeping in the exhilaration of a win. the team played well. he's proud. or maybe he just feels like he ought to do something before you start making a fool of yourself and drawing unnecessary attention.

he holds your face in his hands, tells you not to start something if you aren't going to finish it, and you grin at him, inhibitions abandoned. is that a challenge? if so, you'll gladly play. you kiss a few more times. hands wander. it would've gone further, but then leona catches epel's scent on the stairway, approaching. he hates to be interrupted, but maybe this is for the best. you're not in the right mind.

he brings you back down to the party, epel trailing behind, and a few noses twitch in his direction. people wonder... leona shuts them all up with a stern look. he instructs one of the few betas who hadn't been drinking to escort you and epel back. ruggie offers in his place, knowing it'll get him an extra something off of leona's credit card. leona shoos the lot of you away, content with this arrangement. weirdly, he falls back into bed (which smells faintly of you) and he's kept awake. so much for a good night's rest.

the next time you encounter leona it's in the botanical garden. he perks up at your scent, shaken from his nap. you arrive with a purpose, holding out the sandwich he likes from the cafeteria as a peace offering. leona wasn't expecting much and it takes a lot to truly surprise and impress him, so he's both when you make your bold offer: casual sex. you remember the night of the party. mostly the kissing. actually, that's the clearest memory you have from that night. ;;;; you enjoyed it and wouldn't be opposed to an arrangement like that. on weekends or something... whenever's best. he doesn't have to agree, but you make a tempting offer. who is he to say no?

he takes the sandwich from you, a smirk sprawling lazily on his lips, and he says, "not a bad offer, herbivore. as long as you know what you're gettin' into, i don't mind a little fun."

tl;dr: omegaverse fwb with leona, but feelings sneak up on him. and casual sex starts feeling less and less casual with every moment spent with you.

[dip-the-pip]

dans never beating the jealous allegations <///3

[luimagines]

i think “he says you’re his favorite” is missing from the master list maybe?

IT WAS!!!!

THANK YOU FOR POINTING IT OUT

^.^*

[dookieboy1999]

ok but this cake must've been so good though... couldn't focus on homelander's Heinous actions bc i was thinking about it the whole episode 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

[seaquestions]

baseball really is so charming to watch sometimes especially when the guys are all yippee and yahoo about their big hits

[cherealta]

I've gone back into an huge high school story hyperfix for No apparent reason for this past month and half so i decide to make a new tumblr! it's been a while since i've been in an fandom space so i decide to stick to an more niche(? i guess) fandom with not so many people still here as it's not as overwhelming for me.

these girls have been with me since 2013 and 2014 respectively with many many different changes! however their core characteristics have stayed the same.

(more info under the cut!)

i was planning on drawing them about a week ago buuut my drawing tablet has decided to die on me and my only drawings of them are from <2022. which isn't ideal. then i remembered a few days ago i can just create them on sims, so for the time being i'll use ts4 as a way to visualize them until i get a new tablet!

a little brief introduction to them -

vivienne is my high school story prime mc and she transfers over to berry high in her sophomore year. bc of this the timeline is a bit different to the canon one (especially since the choices games are canon to the original timeline) as in my tl hss prime takes course from her sophomore to senior year (there's NO way all the stuff that happens in hssp happens in one year!!! pixelberry u can not convince me otherwises!!!). side confession but despite hss/hwu being an defining part of me i've never touched choices... which means i've just never considered were those games would fit into my timeline. so i guess i'd consider my tl an au.

agnieszka or angel is my hollywood u mc who i miss dearly and i'll forever be torn up by the fact that hwu is unplayable now. she's vivienne half sister (vivi is a product of affair. there's A LOT of lore that i'll hopefully go into in later posts) and the two aren't aware of eachothers existence until around 2010. despite this angel loves the fact she has an younger sister, even in unconventional circumstances, and wishes to grow closer to her. vivienne is hesitant at first but by 2018ish they have a very good relationship!! sure it takes a while but the two had to overcome a lot when it comes to their family.

for the years vivienne starts berry high in 2013 and agnieszka starts hwu in 2014 (basically when the games came out). they don't start having an consistent relationship until about mid-to-late 2015.

also this is my first time doing character sheets that aren't heavily drawn so hopefully they aren't too hard to read/understand. this is all i'll say for now as i don't want this post to get too long! i'll drop more info abt them as this month goes by.

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou is adamant about not doing anything for his birthday. He does this every year, and you usually do something for him anyway, something small. You might have a picnic or go hiking with him or just stay in bed watching his favorite movies.

He doesn’t want to do anything for his birthday ever. And this year, you respect his wishes.

When he wakes up, he expects streamers and balloons to litter the room. Maybe you walking in half naked with a tray of breakfast for him. He expects something, even though he’s adamant about having nothing. So he’s a little….surprised? Disappointed? When he wakes up and has…nothing.

Bakugou gets up and pads into the kitchen and is greeted by a regular sight—you sitting in your usual chair with a warm mug and scrolling through your phone. You perk up when he enters though, smiling at him, getting up from your seat as you hand him his protein shake. You kiss his lips gently, whispering against his mouth,

“Good morning, my love. Happy birthday.” And continue on with your normal routine. Bakugou blinks, surveys the kitchen once more, looks over the counters and peeks into the trash can. He figures you must’ve made him another one of those big birthday breakfast’s, but it’s still the same regular breakfast you always make.

The rest of the day goes on like that. Everyone treating him as they usually do on his birthday—overwhelmingly and annoying, and he hates it a little more than he usually does. Were you upset with him? Did he do something the night before for his birthdays festivities that he never wants to be canceled?

He perks up when you text him, but it’s just to ask if he wants chicken tonight instead of fish. He almost breaks the screen on his phone when he replies chicken.

By the time Bakugou gets home, he’s irritated beyond all hell. Yes, he knows he told you how much he didn’t wanna be celebrated today but that didn’t mean to do this. To do nothing. He takes a few breaths before he unlocks the front door, sighing as he enters with his head down, immediately kicking off his boots.

“Happy birthday, handsome!” You shout when he enters, making his head immediately whip up. He’s shocked at the sight; you standing in the middle of your living room in that one outfit he said he loved the most on you, with orange and black streamers and balloons decorating the space. The lights are dimmed and his favorite song is playing (the one that blasted on the speakers the night he took you home after your first date), there’s an assortment of food on the table, and what looks like a homemade cake in the middle. He’s frozen at the sight, and is only pulled out of his stupor when you pad over to him and bring his face down to yours.

“I know every year you say you don’t want anything for your birthday, but I couldn’t help myself. Is this okay?” You ask gently, cupping his cheeks, smudging the soot from his skin. Bakugou stares down at you with the softest look he could muster, smiling gently as he pulls you in close to him, kissing you hard until you both lose your breath.

“It’s perfect.” Bakugou answers simply, pecking your forehead as he pulls you in close until your nose is pressed against his collarbone. You take in his scent before sighing, pulling away as you pat at his chest.

“Good. Now go take a bath so we can eat and open your presents.” You nod to the back of the house, going to pull away but Bakugou squeezes you tight to him. He looks at you, seriously, and it almost worries you, before he whispers softly into the air,

“I love you.” His voice sincere and sweet, and it makes you smile so hard your cheeks burns. You peck him once, twice, before speaking against his lips,

“I love you more.”

And after that, Bakugou doesn’t dread his birthday as much. Not if he gets to spend it with you.

[airenyah]

not me sitting in my room writing my style meta when i hear my mom's voice from a different room: "stinkerpopsn du''

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.98 Honeymooners

If last night was any indication of how our year would be, we were in for an incredible ride. I couldn't think of a better way to ring in the new year than pleasuring my wife. The woohoo was so good; we were still stunned well into the next morning. I awoke, feeling foggy, wondering if last night had been a dream. When Sophia came down for breakfast, I didn't even know what to say to her and we ate in silence with this amazing secret looming over us. Eventually, her voice broke the silence, and we began to recover from our drunken-like stupor.

Tartosa was a gorgeous city, and I didn't question how it became the number one location for weddings. From the beaches and shopping to the beautiful landscapes and architecture, it had everything one could want for a perfect wedding. Unfortunately, we married too early in the season to appreciate all the amenities. Not only was it the first day of the year, but also the first day of spring. Looking out at the ocean from our patio began as a delicious treat, but became an evil tease. The water was too frigid to enjoy, and it rained all day. We were both looking forward to spending lots of time at the beach and were disappointed about canceling our main activity. Well...main activity outside of the house, that is. But at least we had the hot tub. It wasn't the same as the ocean, but Sophia had fun with it.

I too had fun playing in the water, heh.

Tartosa gave us another dark, cloudy, chilly day, so we spent the morning and much of the afternoon in bed, talking and playing. What we had between us was more than enough fun, but it would be a shame to spend the week in that beautiful city and not see it. Around dinnertime, we dragged ourselves out of bed and went out. Every corner of the city seemed to be carefully designed as if they wanted us to take selfies everywhere. It's no wonder why it became the wedding capital of the world.

We tried to eat at this nice restaurant we stumbled upon, but they had a very strict dress code. We didn't feel like being fancy, so we went back home and cooked together for the first time! Well, I cooked. She read the recipe. Either way, I loved doing that with her.

The next morning, the soft pitter patter of rain lured me out of my sleep, and I groaned at the idea of spending yet another day inside. I chuckled at how ironic it was that I originally looked forward to spending three days in this very room with Sophia, but now felt trapped. It's not that I tired of her presence, but simply knowing outside was not an option made me anxious.

The mattress felt more level than it should have, so I rolled over and saw Sophia was gone. That's when the faint buzz of the TV downstairs grabbed my ear. Taking advantage of the alone time, I pulled out my phone to do a little scrolling before joining her. I received a message from Dub asking me to call him because he messed up, so I did. I thought maybe they had a fight or something because he slipped up and said something about Maia and Chi Chi, but the real story was much bigger than that. They had just found out they were expecting! Joy overwhelmed me, and I was just about to offer my congratulations, but the fear and panic in his voice stopped me. He didn't call to spread the good news; he needed help to make sense of that reality. Their relationship was so new, it still had the tags on it. Like Sophia and me, they began dating and moved in together within a matter of days. Even though I knew Sophia was the one, if I had gotten her pregnant back then, I would have panicked too. I felt for Dub, but he didn't have all the complications I had. He'd always been 100% positive about his feelings for Maia even when he didn't realize it. I believe the only reason he hesitated in the beginning was because he so desperately wanted to be with her. A baby might not have been the next item on the agenda, but it was definitely on the list. I drew from that to encourage him.

It amused me at how different our parents were, though. He was concerned about what they would say, especially her dad, who allegedly threatened him with bodily harm. My parents would have rejoiced if I had announced they would be grandparents. My dad might have had concerns, but I wouldn't have been afraid of what he'd say. I'd probably run to his house and ask him what I should do, just like Dub did with me. I did my best to encourage him, letting him know that everything would be alright, and he sounded like he was in a better state by the end of the conversation.

I'd been sitting on the bed in my underwear the whole time and realized I was cold, so I put on the onesie Sophia got me for Winterfest. I smiled when I found her wearing hers. Tartosa's houses were gorgeous, with their spacious, open windows and arches that clearly catered to the warm climate.

Dub's phone call weighed heavy on my mind, and I wondered if Sophia could be pregnant. I stopped using protection at her behest when we got engaged, and we've certainly had plenty of opportunities to make it happen. But how would we know? Do we just randomly decide to take a test one day? Wait until it's obvious? Knowing how anxious Sophia was about starting a family, I put it out of my mind because I knew she'd be on top of it. I had a bigger question in my mind, anyway.

When Dub mentioned fearing Maia's father, I felt oddly weird. That was the first time it really occurred to me I didn't have in-laws. I mean, of course I thought about it all during the wedding, the parties, and even the planning, but I thought of it more in terms of her not having parents to celebrate her. I never considered what their absence meant for me. Every couple had a huge llama in the room, and that was ours. Whenever she talked about them, she kept it brief and vague, and I could sense something missing in every sentence. I didn't want to start any trouble, but I had to find out what happened. It was the perfect day for it. We had no plans and were stuck inside. I hoped she was ready to talk.

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[lazybakerart]

keefe’s arc for season four is going to be asking the gemstone family for kelvin’s hand in marriage.

[doodle17]

Maybe if i actually post about (at leas two of) them I'll get asks

[ashtonsunshine]

If you can love a crater covered moon, you can love your cellulite covered ass.

[anotherpapercut]

I know several people who like LOVE seasons 5-7 (11th doctors run) and think the storylines and moffats writing are brilliant and I don't get it!!! what am I missing??? why does literally every single episode have the exact same stakes: Rory/Amy/the doctor is dead. forever. so dead. but wait!!! what if they aren't!!! why do so many of the explanations for why they're not actually dead feel so rushed like they were added at the last minute!! why does every single queer character act kind of weird and awkward about being queer!! why does the doctor casually say that women are inferior when no one's around!!! what the fuck!! hello!!!